Sometimes I...

Sometimes I feel like I'm being ignored. Like no one cares what I do. Like life has no meaning. Like I'm just one of a billion bodies in this tiny speck that we call Earth. Sometimes I want to die.

I wonder what the purpose of life is. I figure that the purpose of life is to live. You have to live for your self and make your own reasons to live. There's plenty of reason if you look hard enough. It doesn't matter if others ignore you as long as you take care of yourself.

Being ignored is one of the toughest things to deal with on a regular basis. It hurts, and no one seems to care. I hope this can some day change for me.



Sometimes I... can't see the light.


PD: No me voy a suicidar xD Hacia mucho que no me ponia en plan emo e ignoraba que no todo en la vida es chuperduper y chachipistachi. Pero no es asi, si os he amargado el dia os jodeis xD
PD2: "PORQUE NO TE CALLAS?" Algún dia me tatuaré esa frase xD
PD3: FUCK FOTOLOG!